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A difference of taste
Is a sign to our true fate
Love has escaped
I could be fake
And act like we share the same interest, that could lead to a first date
But that would be so unfair
And I don't have room in my heart to spare
Its time to act like I never cared
Before my heart reaches despair
Something it can’t bare
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Hey, I'm Emily! Thanks for reading. Hope you read something that inspires you. Or something that you find relatable.
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Excellent storytelling
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Comments (4)
and I don't have room in my heart to spare I've felt that line so many times
Yes, we cannot pretend we are in love... Lovely poem!
Love was never truly there, was it? And forcing the heart would only lead to damage... So true. 🤝 Well done, Emily!
Love this!